I got a telegraph from my mother who said that my step-father had had a heart attack come home and earn a living. So I went back to England and the only thing I knew to earn any cash was through hairdressing.

Rude contact with facts chased my visions and dreams quickly away and in their stead I beheld the horrors the corruption the evils and hypocrisy of society and as I stood among them a young wife a great wail of agony went out from my soul.